We're getting to the semi-climax. Can Max save Fang from his execution at the hands of Dylan and Jeb? This is going to be good, just wait and see. Start building another coffin. Hahahaha!

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Chapter 21: Betrayal, Ptolomaea

Fang's POV

This was just simply inhumane, I was in the deepest circle of hell at this point. Betrayal. I was a traitor, and who better to torture a traitor, then other traitors. Jeb was a traitor to humanity, and Dylan was a traitor to mutant kind. But what they had been doing to me was just sick. First they drive me to the point of suicide, then then force me live out my worst nightmares again and again and again. Every time it would be something different.

One time I relived the time Max broke Ari's neck, from Ari's point of view. Or I would see Max in Dylan's arms. Another time I was in a cage that steadily shrunk around me. The world was choking me, suffocating me in my own fears. How in the world Victoria had managed to survive twelve years of this, I will never know. I relived the night Felix died, only in his place there was Max. Her body torn to bits, her limbs twisted into unnatural positions. There was one where Iggy had no eyes, just empty sockets, Gazzy lost his mind and came after me, and in a blind rage blew himself and Iggy up. I however was unlucky enough to survive the explosion. There flesh was raw and charred. Burned and shredded by shrapnel.

The one after that was the one that probably haunted me the most. Angel was all in white, her wings were out in the open, and she was standing in front of a golden gate. But the gate wouldn't open. Instead, she started to fall, she plummeted in a raging inferno below. Her wings caught fire first, burning like a match, fast and bright. When the fire went out, all that remained of her wings were the bones. She looked like an angel before, now she was a monster. I watched the same thing happen to every member of the Flock, even Victoria. Max was the last one, she tried to fly up, trying to stay away from the flames. Then I was there, and I threw her in to the fire, laughing like Jeb. It was all so wrong, so heart wrenching.

I woke up in a cold sweat, chained to the wall. Not very shocking. It was either this or a cage. Dylan sat in a chair ten feet from me. His smile showed his pearly white teeth, he was too perfect.

"Good, hearing you scream with out being the cause of your suffering is boring." He said sarcastically.

"How long do you and Jeb plan to keep this up?"

"Until we get tired of hearing you scream, or until you die. Whichever happens first."

"Why not just kill me and be done with it?"

"Jeb wants to see how long it takes before you beg for death. I, on the other hand, personally want you dead at this very moment. "

"What did I ever do to you to merit such a fate?"

"You stole her heart. When you left Max practically died. I'm supposed to be the one at her side, I'm supposed to help her save the world! It's a little hard to do that when she can't get you off of her mind. How can she still love you after you hurt her? I'm perfect for her, you are a failure!"

"No Dylan, your wrong. You can't be perfect because you aren't original. Did you forget that you're a clone? We had to teach you everything, even how to fly! You exist only to be Max's perfect other half. News flash Dylan, she will never like you the same way she likes me! I was there first, I've been with her from the very beginning!"

"But you aren't there now, she's all mine Fang, and after your are permanently taken out of the equation, she will have no body else but me."

"If you lay a finger on her, so help me, I will claw myself out of the shallow grave that you'll give me, and rip your 'perfect' body into confetti!"

"Oh I assure you that you will be put well below six feet under. I never want to see you again." He looked at one of the cameras in the room and nodded at it, and my shackles opened up. I sprang to my feet, and Dylan got off the chair. "If she really means that much to you, then prove it. If you would die for her, then I want you to die fighting, not for your freedom, but for your last chance to see her!" After that he lunged at me I jumped off to the side, and dodged a blow to the head. He tried to roundhouse kick me, but I kicked his other leg and he fell, hard.

"Be careful or you might damage that pretty little face of yours." He stood up and tried to kick me in the head, I lunged at him but he slammed his elbow into my back. I grabbed his leg and threw him on the floor. When I was getting to my feet, he punched me in the face, giving me a nasty black eye. I stomped with one leg on his chest, and heard a rib crack. He coughed up a speck of blood and punched my leg, then he scrambled to his feet. I punched him square in the nose, putting it on the other side of his face. Blood poured out of it like a faucet. He stood up and grabbed his nose, then he yanked it back into position. Then sound made my skin crawl.

"You'll pay for that."

"What your nose job bill?" He ran at me and stopped just short of my reach, he used his momentum to punch me incredibly hard in the stomach. When I was on the ground I punched his knee from the side, causing it to buckle. I put two of my fingers under his jaw, right underneath the pressure point. My other hand clamped around his scrawny little throat. "Like I said touch her, and die." I threw him up against the wall, and cracked another rib with a punch. I grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the wall, I stopped once I was sure that he had a concision.

I let him fall and get back up. I'm sure the world from his point of view was spinning. Or at least I thought it was. Because after that, he popped his neck and smiled.

"Wow ,if you hit me any harder, it might have begun to hurt." He faked a kick and hit me in the temple with a punch. For a second i blacked out and woke up on the floor. "Oh, come on. I know you have more in you then that!" He kicked my in the ribs at few times then rolled me over so I was facing up. He was about to stomp on my knees, but I spread my legs just in time. My left caught his legs behind the knees, and I trapped his feet with my right leg. He fell face first onto the tile floor. I got to my feet before he did, and grabbed his hair and shirt and rammed him into the wall. His head left a dent in the sheet rock. I backed up a bit waiting for him to get up.

What I didn't expect was for the wall to explode, sending Dylan clear across the room. The explosion left a massive hole in the wall, and sent my hawk like vision was blurred in the resulting cloud. But it didn't take hawk eyes to recognize the voices that came from the other side of the hole.

"What the hell Iggy, I said subtly!"

"Well I wanted to make a flashy entrance."

As the dust settled I made out the faint outlines of Max and the Flock, and Victoria. She was alive? But still, Max!

"Max?"

"Fang!" She ran up to me and threw her arms around me. Then she took a step back and slapped me, leaving a red hand print on my face. Yeah I definitely deserved that. Then she threw her arms around me and stared at my eyes. "Where have you been?"

"Your thoughts." I said with probably the biggest smile I ever had in my life. She kissed me, long and hard. My mind melted in my skull, and my knees almost buckled. I wished that moment wouldn't end. I wasn't in hell anymore, for that moment of my life I was in heaven. The world seemed to melt and all that existed to me was Max and myself. But this was no White Room trick. This was reality. To my dismay the kiss of a life time ended. "I missed you, more then you know."

"Oh I think I have a pretty good idea."

"Hey lovebirds. I hate to breakup such a heartwarming reunion, but uh.." Gazzy said, pointing at something on the other side of the room. I turned my head to see Dylan getting to his feet. His eyes were blood shot, and he was covered in debris. His shirt had holes and tears in it, he was covered in cuts.

"I will not be defeated by some failure! Max what are you doing? He broke your heart, and yet you welcome him back into your life so willingly?" Dylan said with murder in his eyes.

"Dylan? This is your 'secret mission'?" Max looked surprised to see him here.

"He's spent the past few weeks torturing me, breaking me down before my execution."

"What?" Max let go of me and started to pop her knuckles. What happened after that was nothing short amazing. She ran at Dylan, knocking him to the ground. She proceeded to beat him to a bloody pulp. Or at least until, his nose was broken, both eyes were swollen shut, and he was unconscious.

"Max! Stop! Isn't that enough." I said, I didn't want to hold her back, she was on the edge of murder. She did stop though.

"Why? After what he did to you?"

"Hell for him, is knowing that he's a failure. Death would be a relief for him. Let him suffer the way he made me suffer." Max got up and walked away, not even bothering to look at what she had just done.

"Come on everyone, let's go home." She said.

Well there you have it. Fang and Max are reunited, I'll go into more detail on that in the next chapter, but don't think that it's all over after this. Oh no, if you payed attention, there are a couple of lose ends that need to be tied up. Please continue to read and review. TBC, so all in due time.